10/28/16
The cycle of judgement and hate
It goes round and round
It’s mine
It’s theirs
It’s connected to that ball of pain in my chest
Sometimes it move to my stomach in knots
Or spreads to my shoulders pulling me tight
Does this cycle protect me?
Is that why it’s so hard to let go?
Where did it come from?
So long ago
A baby doesn’t judge or hate.
But this runs so deep
So to the core
This judgment and hatred of me.
